gots to chirp...

big ups to rhazes, who hosted me at the griff for a beautifoo sat. afternoon of golf. he did, however, fail to add up the scorecard correctly and my 90 was actually an 89 which makes me mess myself just thinking about it. my game was tighter than ever and i will tell the world even if it means giving up strokes. of course all of this chirping probably means that my next round will be in the neighborhood of 110, but i'll deal with that when the time comes.